Somewhere to Belong

@drylicu​

Is she hiding an arrow head that's been lodged in her side? Yes she is, sadly. Luckily Morgan has grown accustomed to walking on pain as if nothing bothered her. So when she returns to Dimitri's side, it's as if she's hale and hearty as before. With new tactics and plans to highlight the past battle and where they need improvements.

          Despite the sun lifting higher into the sky as the morning progressed, it was silent where he stood. The rest of their army had begun to take themselves back to their tents to clean themselves and regain their bearings or to tend to their wounds. But instead, Dimitri stood overlooking the battlefield before him.

          Bodies littered the field and coated the green grass in dark red blood. It wasn’t an unfamiliar sight. Much to his dismay, he had become rather accustomed to such a scene. It no longer unsettled his stomach or pulled out feelings of rage. Instead it let an eerie silence settle into his head. A calm before the storm of the dead in his ear. He takes some comfort in those short moments.

He still wants peace and unity in Fódlan, but his goal was never to be king of all. It was hard enough to accept that he’d just be king of Faerghus. So being thrust into such a high position of power post-war in Azure Moon is a lot for him to handle mentally. He’s questioned for so long if it was ever even his place to be a king. He will always question it even while he rules as king. Because he will feel that someone could serve the people better.

Meet the Heroes! –– King of Faerghus

Also look at how cute his sprite is as a treat. ;3;

@echoedfates​ || Unspoken Fluff Starters

A slight nudge of the elbow - tiny El and Dimitri?

          Perhaps Dimitri had been lost in thought for too long. His hands clasped in front of him as if in prayer with his head bowed. Thoughts of many thanks and questions for their goddess passed all too quickly. He wasn’t quite sure if she existed or if she’d even hear him, but it has his small brow furrowing in concentration all the same.

@eckerien​​ || Unspoken Fluff Starters

The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.

          If Dimitri hadn’t been so focused on the assignment, his mind concentrating on not snapping the quill in his fingers, perhaps he would’ve noticed Jorien’s approach. The light tap to his nose causes him to start. A jolt runs through his form causing him to sit up straight and to, rather unfortunately, break the quill.

          Startled, he looks right to her and back to the broken writing implement. A frown settles on his lips before his gaze turns back to her. Confusion flashes in blue irises as he sets what’s left of the feather down onto the desk.

@vonhrxsvelg​​ || Unspoken Fluff Starters

The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.

          The touch, as feather-light as it may be, is surprising. It causes the prince to blink rapidly for a few seconds as he finds himself startled. He’s never had his nose touched in such a way before. It reminded him of seeing parents tapping their children’s noses as he passed by. Or how, at the dismay of everyone around, Sylvain would do it to Felix to spark a reaction when they were younger.

          Kids would giggle. Felix would lash out by throwing whatever he had within reach. But all Dimitri can do is stare at his step-sister.